Sensing…

Starting with silence.

Let us not fill up the air between us

With nouns and verbs and adjectival phrases

Trying to build a bridge,

Trying to touch.

Let us simply sense,

What there is to sense.

Even

A potential sigh.

I tend to wrap you round about with words

Instead of arms.

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